Apr
13
2008
9:30am
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Buedro came to me lonely. His mate had died a month before and he had been grieving badly. He had stopped eating and became to noisy for his owner. He rubbed his beak across the cage all the time and exhibited signs of this grieving by weight loss and his beak was worn from the cage rubbing. When they entered the foyer of the apartment, he heard Gator playing with me. He became so excited he was jumping up and down in his cage with his little feet wiggling with joy. Upon seeing the Disn… read more
